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Jax Teller x Pregnant!fem reader
suggestive content. +18 mdni
the moment jax finds out reader is pregnant, he'll get his shit together for her n the baby, quickly books doctor appointments, gets her vitamins and anything pregnant women need to stay healthy during the pregnancy. he also gets extra protective and some chemicals in his brain shifts where his sense of danger and threat is heightened, or maybe he's just paranoid, but whatever it is, it makes him lowkey dangerous to be around when it has to do anything with his pregnant wife.
he doesn't tolerate mistakes or slip ups when it comes to her, if she's served a beer or something with raw fish in it. and he made sure everyone in the club knew she was pregnant and to be extra careful around her, is that so hard to understand?Â
His behaviour gets worse the more she starts to show, he won't even let her walk in the bar anymore because he doesn't want her to inhale the tobacco in the air, or be around stinky sailor-cursing bikers, no offense or anything. But also he really doesn't like how some men look at his wife while she's round and carrying his baby, he knows she's beautiful, a ray of sunshine, and worst of all, even in pregnancy she glows and looks so adorable, and he's a selfish bastard, so he doesn't want to share her with others.Â
The only person who can really pry his pretty wife off his hands is his mum, Gemma, and she's so excited to be a grandma. The moment they broke the news to her, she was over the moon, so excited and happy for her son to become a dad. So, at the earliest convenience, she kidnaps Jaxâs wife literally out of their bed, while Jax is all groggy and pissed off, hair sticking in all directions, shirtless and georgous. Gemma is literally dancing in their bedroom, with a glass or orange juice in her hand, âCome on, rise and shine, I'm taking you shopping today!â
Jaxâs prettiest girl is confused as she sits up in the bed, âHow did you get in?â
âMum, get out,â Jax is not happy at all, glaring at his mum while sitting up in the bed, making sure the sheets stay above his belly button while his wife accepts the glass of orange juice and drinks the whole thing, âThanks, Gemma, I was thirsty,â
âYou were?â Jax rasps, voice deep from sleep, holding his wife's hand in his, trying to blink the sleep away from his eyes.Â
âHm, I was,â His wife nods and he hums, âI'll get you water bottles to keep in the bedroom at night,â
âThank you,â She smiles and stretches, he watches her stretch her arms above her bed, arching her back and rolling her neck, he suddenly gets the urge to kiss her silly but remembers his mother was still in their bedroom, âGet out!â
âI will! I'll make breakfast, your favourite, so don't go back to sleep,â Gemma says, holding her hands in the air in surrender and slowly backs out of the room, closing the door behind her.Â
âHow did she even get in? I locked the door yesterday,â Jax asked, running his hands through his hair.Â
âYou gave her a spare key in case of emergencies, remember?â She says, getting out of the bed and going over to the windows, cracking one of them open to let in fresh air.Â
âDoes it look like we're having an emergency?â Jax grumbles, annoyed at being woken up before he wakes up on his own, he was planning to sleep in, spend time with his wife and do some planning for the next months but that's all thrown out of the window now because his mum was too excited to call.Â
Jax sighs, his shoulders slumping, then he looks up at his pretty wife, wearing one of his old ratty t-shirts and underwear, the fabric hiding the small bump he knew was there. She stood barefoot on the carpet, the sun shining behind her, looking so soft and cute he wanted nothing more than to drag her back in bed and bury himself inside her until they're satisfied. And with that, he feels tingling in his groin and he's reminded of his morning wood, great.
âDo you want to shower together? I'll take care of you,â She smiles and he wants to scream out of the window about how he's the luckiest bastard in the world. So he quickly gets out of the bed, almost tripping on the sheets making his wife giggle. Then he grabs her by the waist and pinches at her sides, making her squeal and laugh, âStop! Your mum will hear!âÂ
Jax sighs, right, they had a guest.Â
She immediately notices the change of his demeanour and cups his face, âI know you'll talk to her, set boundaries, she knows better than to do that again.â
Jax covers her hands in his, then turns his head, kissing her palm, âOkay, darling,â
âOkay,â She says and he grabs her hands, takes them down from his face and pulls her in the bathroom.
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Jax gets cute aggression the bigger his wife gets, and he's shameless with it too, squeezes her tight in his arms, keeps kissing and squishing her cheeks in his hands, bites her thighs when they're at home and coos at her, talks to her like a baby when they're alone, because he enjoys her annoyed reaction to them, but also because he can't help it! When he especially annoys her, she tells him that she's a grown woman who's pregnant because his dick was inside her, and all he does is laugh loudly.Â
He's also sweet and patient when she starts to get quickly tired, when her muscles ache and when her feet get sore, also when she's constantly hot and sweating, and all Jax does is buy her more and more of her favourite soaps, shower gels, lotions and shampoos in her favourite scents to make her feel better about the changes in her body. He still loves her either way, and his dick always gets hard when he looks at her, even if she's sweaty and smelly as she claims, but something primal in his brain only understands that she's pregnant, healthy, and his, and that, he really likes.Â
As much as her mood swings give her a hard time, with the changes in her hormones and all, Jax finds himself secretly enjoying them, not in a twisted sick way, but in a âmy wife cries and I'm the only one who can comfort herâ way.
This happens a few times, where he's busy with club activities while she's hanging out with his mum and the other old ladies, then he gets a call from his mum, saying that his wife is crying, sobbing and is on her way to the club, that they tried to stop her but she left anyways. And the first things Jax asks is; is she alone? how is she coming to the club? is she driving???Â
Before any of his questions are answered, he hears her ask for him and he but leaps out of his chair, leaving the meeting they were having and she's right there, dressed like the prettiest thing in the world, her cheeks tender, her nose runny and her eyes glassy and a bit red from crying. As soon as her eyes land on him, she sobs and he quickly goes to her, gathers her in his arms, making sure not to squeeze her bump between them and shushes her, stroking her back, kissing her wet cheeks and letting her burrow in the crook of his neck.Â
He ends up sitting somewhere private with her in his lap, sniffling and hiccuping, and Jax doesn't like to see his baby cry, but then he's not too bothered because she's pregnant and if anything bad happened, Gemma would have told him at least.
So he finally asks when she's less frantic, âWhy are you crying, babe?â
She freezes and he frowns, squeezing her thigh once, âAre you alright? You can tell me,â
âYou'll think it's stupid,â She whispered and he immediately hugged her to his chest, âI'll never, baby, I promise.â
âIt'sâ I read in a magazine about these orphan baby monkeys-â Her voice catches in her throat and she starts crying again, Jax coos, patting her back through her devastated sobs, âThere's so much pollutionâ The poor babies, they'reâ They're so tiny-âÂ
âHere, here, I'm sure they'll get rescued and put in a zoo or something,â He says, a small smile on his lips.Â













